living room on her way to make her bed and put her clothes away. The men had the shelving put together and had hooked up her TV, stereo, and DVD player. “Thanks, guys. This is beginning to feel like home. Help yourself to the pop in the fridge. Or I could make a pot of coffee if you prefer.”
“Don’t go to any trouble. We’ll grab a pop when we finish here,” said Jack.
“If you tell us where you want your pictures, we’ll hang them for you,” said Terry.
“How did I luck into having you two for moving buddies?” Allison stood and considered for a moment. “I think this time I’ll put the landscape over the electric fireplace. The portrait of my parents can go on the other wall with the two smaller pictures on either side. The rest I’ll unpack and figure out later.”
They nodded and she left to see to her bedroom. She’d packed the bedding in the dresser drawers so she’d be able to find it easier. She took them out now and made her bed. Terry had installed the new blinds and curtain rods, so she hung her curtains and then stepped back to see the effect. Perfect. The white curtains with pale pink roses looked great with the dusty rose color of the walls. Her spread matched the curtains, and even the runners for the dresser and nightstand were the same material. She loved how it all came together. Eventually, she might purchase a border to go around the room, but for now, it was fine.
Next, her clothes. Her winter wear went on one side of the closet along with hats, gloves, scarves, and boots. She hung her summer clothes on the right, with her work clothes at the front, and hung all her coats at the back. Geesh! She forgot how many pairs of shoes and boots she had. And purses to match. Those she put on the top shelf as she tended to use the same one all summer, unless she was going someplace special and needed one to match her shoes. The animals she cared for didn’t pay attention to her footwear, so she wore what she wanted. That first day with Jack at work, she’d tried to impress him with her sexy outfit and shoes and ended up with sore feet. Never again. Although she was certain Jack got a chuckle when he saw her running around the clinic barefoot.
The closet finished, she was unpacking her lingerie when Jack appeared in the doorway.
“Oh, wow! What would it take to convince you to model that one for me?”
She looked at the red satin teddy she held and then back at Jack. “Now?” she asked impishly, instantly rewarded as Jack swallowed, hard.
“Ah, no, not right now. We’ve finished putting everything together. Terry’s packing up his tools and I’m heading home for a shower. Do you need anything else before I go?”
Plenty, but she couldn’t tell him what. She hadn’t quite figured it all out herself yet. “I can’t think of anything, but I do want to catch Terry before he leaves.” She stuffed the teddy in the drawer and closed it.
Jack stepped aside to let her go first, and she could feel his gaze on her backside. I hope he likes what he sees.
Her purse was on the counter. She dug out two fifties. “Hey, Terry, this will help out with your gas. Thanks a lot for all your help today.”
“You’re welcome and thanks.”
“I’ll have you and Janet over for dinner one night after I get a little more organized.”
“That would be great. Neither Janet or I is much of a cook, but we’re learning.”
“As they say, practice makes perfect. If you two want to come early, I can show you how to make whatever we’re having. Give you a few pointers. We can even make a day of it, barring any emergency calls. What do you two like?”
“Everything. We’re not fussy.”
“Okay. I’ll shop for something easy to make.”
“Hey, what about me? Am I chopped liver?” Jack asked with a smile.
“Gee, I hope not. I hate liver.” Allison grinned at him and said, “I’ll have you over for dinner one night as well. Thanks for helping today.”
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